Past, Present, Future

Windows to the soul

Take in a broken scene

Replaying daily to behold

Stories wishing to be untold

 

Statue faces unmoving

Unable from ashes to rise

Is their heart still beating?

Or from their past still fleeing?

 

Feet of weights wondering

On paths leading far away

From dreams had long ago

Of a destination no one will know

 

 

Calloused fingers working still

To mend the rift so large

Scars don’t heal, graves already dug

But both can be covered with one thing-

Love

Author's Note

reviews are welcomed! :) thanks!

Reviews

[Neon]

What a wonderful poem. I liked the theme, the balanced of time. Nice work.

[zainul]

Love the great write
Concise and compact.
Very meaningful.

[Lizbeth]

Hi there,
just came across this poem by chance - such a short but very profound theme.
Loved the line:
"Stories wishing to be untold"
Perhaps the second line should be "broken scene ..."?
Thanks for sharing,
Lizbeth

[EdenHarper]

thank you! oh my goodness, thank you for catching that, it's supposed to say "broken" not 'broke' :S oh dear, haha that's what happens when you look at a poem too long- you miss blatant errors! thanks again, I'll be changing that ;)

[Lizbeth]

Don't worry, I see those things sometimes - no one else did ... ) Otherwise a beautiful piece of writing.
Lizbeth

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Windows to the soul
Take in a broken scene
Replaying daily to behold
Stories wishing to be untold...........and that last stanza...such wisdom and truth

[EdenHarper]

thank you so much :)

[Kenneth The Poet]

So very true.